A little nervous about putting this one out there. This story is different from what Iโve written before and honestly, Iโm scared of how youโll receive it. But Iโve been wanting to write this story for so long.
Soโฆ here we go!!!!! Hope you guys will like it!!!! Don't forget to show your love and pyare pyare comments!โค๏ธโ๐ฉน
Ghar walo ne momo ke paise dene se inkaar kar diya hai!๐ฅ๐ฅ
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"๐ผ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ค๐ง๐ฎ ๐ค๐ ๐ก๐ค๐ซ๐ ๐๐ฃ ๐๐ก๐ก ๐๐ฉ๐จ ๐จ๐๐๐๐๐จ." โโโ โโ โโ โ โโโ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฏ ๐๐๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ซ๐.โ ๏ฝกโ โ โก Meet Aarav Mehrotra , an 18-year-old student in his final year at a prestigious boarding school, Known for his calm demeanour and excellence in academics. However, beneath his composed exterior lies a mischievous streak that occasionally surfaces, often leaving a trail of harmless pranks. Despite his calm nature, Aarav has a fiery temper that flares up when pushed too far. Aarav is a fascinating blend of responsibility and youthful exuberance. ๐๐ข๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐ฐ๐๐ฅ.โ ๏ฝกโ โ โก Meet Kiara a 17-year-old, a spirited 11th grader whose infectious energy lights up any room she walks into. With a bubbly personality and a knack for mischief, Kiara is the life of the party and always has a clever excuse to skip school. A natural extrovert, she thrives on social interactions and is never shy about expressing herself. โโโ โโ โโ โ โโโ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฏ: "In a world that's told us no, we've created our own yes." ๐๐ข๐๐ซ๐ : "And I'd choose you, even if they told me it was a mistake." โโโ โโ โโ โ โโโ
-๐๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ข ๐๐๐๐ก๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ง ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ก๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐!- She sank to the floor, knees pulled in, her breath unsteady. "Some nights I feel like I'll disappear," she whispered. Ehan moved without urgency, lowering himself beside her. His hand found her arm, steady, warm-then gently, carefully, he drew her closer. She didn't resist. He shifted, guiding her onto his lap, slow enough to let her pull away, but she didn't. His arm settled around her, holding her there, while his other hand moved through her hair-soft, unhurried, smoothing it back, then lingering. Her head rested against his chest. For a moment, she stilled-listening his heartbeat-steady, unrushed. "Then I'll stay awake with you," he murmured, his voice low above her, "until you remember you're still here." Her fingers tightened slightly against his shirt. She buried her face into the side of his neck, the restraint slipping as quiet sobs escaped her. Her fingers clutched at his shirt, holding on like it was the only thing keeping her grounded. Ehan's arm tightened around her back, pulling her closer against his chest. He didn't say anything. Didn't ask her to stop. Just held her there, closer than before, letting her stay in the space she had finally allowed herself to fall into. -โ โ Pakhi is like a small bird - quiet, careful, and carrying hidden scars from a world that never made room for her. She expresses herself through her writing, the only place she feels safe to be seen. Ehan is like a full moon - bold, bright, and sometimes reckless, but with shadows of loss he can't hide. Where she hesitates, he moves with daring; where he burns too brightly, she offers calm. In a world of darkness, the bird finds its way by the moon, and together they discover light even in the deepest shadows. -โ โ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ - ๐ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ-๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐.
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